the golden fish: more

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

everything

in these dry thin

husks and bones

holds summer in their form

the pale crystals -

a simple promise

Pauline said...: Every season leaves a promise of the one to come. This is lovely.; February 1, 2012 at 5:32 PM
Linda Sue said...: It is always a TRUE promise- better weather WILL come around! We had a small dose this afternoon- short lived but AMAZING!
LOVE; February 1, 2012 at 8:12 PM
steven said...: pauline yes and i was thinking of my body - cracking fifty four and feeling the next phase of its existence a lot like spring and summer is felt in the dry winter grasses. steven; February 1, 2012 at 9:19 PM
steven said...: linda sue - yes! when the sun breaks thorugh or the temperature rises and i hear dripping water . . . ooooooohhhhhhh i melt right alongside it. steven; February 1, 2012 at 9:23 PM
Unknown said...: So much golden loveliness on a sunny winter's day.... a day closer to May.
I love the promise. Thanks, Steven.; February 2, 2012 at 4:35 PM